"Also, don't forget, its medicinal effect is not comparable to the tattered before, one serving, top two copies."

Putting down this sentence, Song Nian plunged into the "industrial zone" without looking back.

Leaving four archbishops, inexplicably sighed.

"One top two copies, then this amount ......" The Archbishop of the North looked at the scene in front of him and sighed: "At least enough for half a month." ”

"Not enough!" The Archbishop of the East looked at the white crystals spread all over the ground in front of him, and said indifferently: "It's far from enough, these things are only enough for seven or eight days of consumption." ”

"How can it be so fast?" The Archbishop of the North frowned: "After purification, the consumption on the way has been reduced to a minimum. ”

The Archbishop of the East sneered: "Do you know that people have infinite jade hopes, and if they don't have it, they want it, and if they have it, they want more?" ”

He pointed to the Hu man who was still humming comfortably on the ground: "Just like him, he used this grade of things, and it only took a little bit at first, but the further he went, the more he needed." ”

The other three were silent for a moment.

The meaning of the Eastern Archbishop, they all understood.

Basically, it is about the same as making it difficult to live from luxury, and once you smoke this thing, then in the future, you will need more.

After half a ring, the Archbishop of the West suddenly smiled.

"So...... Isn't that what we need? ”

"Yes, once it is contaminated, there will be endless demand...... "The eyes of the Archbishop of the East lowered: "From now on, this world will be controlled by us." ”

If Song Nian or Chu He were here, they would definitely be cold.

That's what they're really aiming for.

A unique empire, if you control the unique product, you can control everything.

……

The white crystals scattered all over the place were quickly swept away and distributed everywhere.

And Song Nian is getting busier and busier.

An endless stream of white powder was produced and sent to various places, so that the leaders of the Hu people everywhere could take out the most precious things of the tribe and exchange them for these "magic medicines".

At the same time, the level of protection around her is getting higher and higher.

Of course, Song Nian knew how important his current task was.

At this time, the four bishops must save Song Nian's life.

Both sides were very clear.

This strong need is Song Nian's true talisman.

Killing Song Nian is equivalent to killing their own - the only industry.

Of course, Song Nian also clearly knows how many of the "protections" around him are martial artists, and how many are "stealing teachers".

It's just that...... This thing, even if you operate it in front of you, you can understand it?

Song Nian sneered in his heart, if it was so easy to understand, how many years of homework did the old lady have in her previous life, wouldn't she have learned it in vain?

Of course, there are those who do not believe in this evil.

Therefore, after Song Nian deliberately left under the pretext of "inspecting" the iron-smelting base, it was not surprising that a big explosion occurred in the "industrial zone".

Not many people died, only a few dozen.

The loss is not serious, it is just a miracle medicine......

But the output of this furnace is a new version improved by Song Nian, and there are five furnaces on top of one furnace, counting the purity...... It is equivalent to a loss of more than ten times and dozens of times......

Therefore, on the second day, Song Nian saw the polite northern archbishop, as well as rows of hands on the ground.

Chopped off.

Looking at this scene, Song Nian frowned slightly: "Even if some people's hands are stretched too long, there is no need to do this." "Fish fish

The Archbishop of the North smiled slightly: "It's not true, it's just ...... I heard you like anatomy? These hands are carefully selected by me and are of the highest quality for you to relieve boredom at your leisure. ”

Song Nianfang smiled: "You still understand me." Pharmacy is only for the needs of the Cult of God, and studying the secrets of corpses and death is my dear. ”

When the Archbishop of the North heard this, he smiled slightly, and suddenly a thought turned in his heart, and he blurted out: "Do you think that the Divine Sect will die?" ”

Song Nian glanced at the Northern Archbishop in surprise: "As long as the divine medicine is there, the Divine Sect will not die." ”

The Archbishop of the North stroked his hands and smiled: "Exactly! ”

Then, he said solemnly: "This time, no one will stop you." The next full moon night is ...... On the day of the real sacrifice of our Divine Cult, at that time, you will be the new Archbishop of the Divine Cult! ”

Song Nian smiled faintly: "I hope that I am the last new archbishop." ”

The Archbishop of the North was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Not bad, not bad! The fewer people, the better! ”

He empathized with this reason.

Who wants to share power with others?

The fewer people in power, of course, the better.

……

A few days later, Song Nian gave his "gifts" to the four archbishops.

Less miracle medicine, better results.

Just add a small thing - a glass pot.

Placing the magic medicine in a glass pot and heating it, and then inhaling it, can make people inexplicably excited in a very short time.

And the amount needed is two-thirds of what it used to be.

Looking at the Hu people who were trying the medicine in front of him, he was like a drunken immortal and wanted to die, Song Nian explained the principle in a light tone.

After turning the elixir into a mist, it can be inhaled into the lungs for faster absorption.

In order to facilitate understanding, Song Nian deliberately dissected a corpse for them on the spot—well, this corpse should be voluntary—so that several archbishops could clearly compare the area of the lungs with the areas of the mouth and nose.

For a group of people who don't understand toxicology and pharmacology, what Song Nian said is the truth.

Soon, the glass pot also joined the transportation team, and as for refining this thing, it was actually simpler.

Only high-temperature furnace fire is required, which is not a problem at all for Yinshan, which is extremely developed in iron smelting and casting.

……

At night, when everyone dispersed, Song Nian lay on his back in the tent, looking at the sky through the vent at the top of the tent.

In the silver night sky, there are only a few stars.

The night of the full moon will soon come.

"It's almost ...... It's almost ......" Song Nian muttered to himself.

……

In the middle of the valley of Zheyin Mountain, a huge high platform was built.

The hard wood cut down on the surrounding mountains and beaten by countless years of wind and frost was mercilessly cut off and turned into logs, which were built on high platforms.

Every day, the leaders of the Hu tribe who came through the Gobi arrived here to participate in the most mysterious full moon sacrifice.

Every time, the shaking of the earth would make these Hu people kneel on the ground in panic, praying for the forgiveness of the Black Sky Demon God.

Forgive them for the impurity of their minds.

That's right, the reason why these Hu tribal leaders came here was not because of their devout beliefs, but because of ...... On the day of the festival, a large number of elixirs and glass pots are distributed.

Tempting them to take advantage is a tacit fact on both sides.

What the leaders of the Hu people coveted was the magic medicine that was distributed for free.

But what the Black Sky Demon God Sect is trying to do is ...... All of them.